I have a pair of blue eyes stopping me from leaving. I love living, when I’m not hurting. But lately I’ve seen no point. I wonder if she’d remember me? Her mom would tell her about me I bet. Too bad I haven’t done anything note worthy though. I’ve caused a lot of heart ache to her when I’m down. And I’m down more and more nowadays. I even had a dream, a very vivid dream about ending it with my hand gun. I wish I didn’t hurt anymore.